What's this?

In the dark perspective, there are faint lines that form the shape of a sword.

The two swords were moving quickly in the darkness, and the whistling wind became the traces of the swords' passing. She caught each other's traces!

Here it is!

She suddenly turned around and ran in this direction.

She didn't know where to chop, so she just struck at the place where the wind made the loudest noise and that was it!

Keng!

A strong and powerful countershock came from the front.

The two swords clashed in the air, and the sword wind blew across his face like a knife, kicking up a burst of sand.

What a strong sword!

The little shark gritted his teeth and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

When the little shark used force to retreat again.

The blurry outline disappeared in her mind, and she once again returned to listening with her ears, and her reaction was a little slower.

The girl fighting against the little shark frowned slightly, feeling that for a moment, her sword path was seen through by the enemy.

But how is this possible?

The opponent was completely blindfolded and fought with her, just listening to her voice to find her location.

Afterwards, Qingying continued to draw the sword, following the sword technique taught by her master. Every move was precise and closely connected.

Little Shark was defeated by the change of backhand move. She just retreated to adjust her balance. Facing the enemy's subsequent combos, she could only block in a hurry.

One step behind, one step behind others.

Qingxiao started to fight against the little shark, firmly grasping the rhythm of the battle, and was able to get the upper hand every time.

When the delay lasts for six seconds, Qingying's first skill is completed, and the next attack is immediately strengthened, giving the sword its own concussive force, which can stop the opponent's movements and create a flaw.

'That's all,' she thought to herself.

With a swish, she drew her sword again, the sword vibrated violently and made a loud noise.

However, the little shark twitched its ears and twisted its limbs in an unusual way at a disadvantage, retracting its waist directly, allowing Qingxiao's sword to hit the empty space.

Qingxiao's eyes widened as she saw the blindfolded girl suddenly draw a sword and cut her neck. The sword immediately started to bleed.

Fortunately, Little Shark's attack power is low, and Qingxiao herself has 300 defense power. The opponent can only deal -125 damage, and it is impossible to cut off her neck.

Qingxiao took advantage of the gap between the two of them as they were fighting in close quarters and could not easily escape. She adjusted her sword path and quickly raised her sword. Finally, she touched the opponent with this strengthened blow, dealing 366 damage.

This injury jumped out and startled Qing Ting.

Is my damage so high?

wrong!

It's because this guy's defense is much lower than hers!

But she doesn't look like she's wearing protective gear, so it's normal for her defense to be low.

After this back-and-forth exchange of blood, Qingting slowly regained her confidence.

She is not afraid of sword duels.

The defense power is higher than the opponent's, and the attack power is also higher than the opponent's.

The little shark was shocked, and his whole mind stopped.

Qingying took advantage of the opponent's open door and used his sword again to hit the weak point.

The little shark was shocked, as if his whole body had been electrocuted. He restrained himself involuntarily and was unable to move for a short period of time.

Qingxiao drew his sword again, but Shark took the damage and retreated, with beads of sweat forming on his head.

"Did you just hit my weak point..."

"Is this the binding effect Simon said?"

Little Shark said to herself that she felt very uncomfortable the moment the weak point of her body was hit, but because of her personal experience, she felt that this was the restraint control effect that Simon said.

After two rounds of fighting, the little shark was dead.

Because her blood line was too low, she could only seek help from the nanny on the field to increase her health.

Once the blood is added, doesn't it mean giving up?

Otherwise, if everyone's blood is low, they will add more blood, and this battle will never end until the end of time.

"Your sword has no moves and you hit it too casually. You won't be able to compete with the masters. You will only be beaten."

Qingxiao put the sword back into the sword case, shook her head and criticized.

The implication is, how can you join Simon's team if you are so weak?

Let me do it.

But the little shark didn't understand these meanings.

She finally found a master to practice swordsmanship with her, and said with a happy smile:

"I'm working hard right now. When I develop my mind's eye, I will definitely be better than I am today!"

During this battle, she discovered the feeling of the inner eye and also felt what her weakness was.

Although she still cannot fully grasp the wonderful state of hearing, she has decided to continue practicing swordsmanship with this young lady, cultivate her own hearing, and find weaknesses.

"Why did you put away your sword? Come on, let's fight for three days and three nights..."

"Who wants to fight with you for so long? I see that there are so many people challenging you. If I beat you, can you introduce me to Captain Simon?" Qing Lingtu asked Qiongdagger.

"Recommend to Simon? Unless you fight with me for three hundred rounds, I will give you a few words. As for whether it is possible or not, I am not responsible."

The little shark walked over with the sword in hand, eager to try it, and his body was already excited.

She wants to fight, she wants to make progress, and she wants to find the feeling of her heart's eye again.

"You freak."

Qingting frowned and could only pull out the sword from the sword box again.

"Can it be less?" she discussed.

"no!"

The blindfolded girl's center of gravity sank slightly, her legs kicked hard and she walked quickly, turning into an afterimage and sprinting towards her. Listening to the sound of the sword cutting through the air, she had nothing else in her mind and only the battle was left in her mind.

Others don't know how many days it took her to develop this hearing ability, but they just think it's not doing her job and it's just for fun.

Simon, who was standing by the window and looking at the battlefield, didn't think it was a joke, because the little shark finally touched the threshold of his heart.

Little Shark doesn't look like much at first glance, but judging from the results of her dream training, her fighting talent is indeed remarkable, and her digestion and absorption speed is superb.

She is like a dry sponge, absorbing water as much as possible and transforming every minute.

After careful calculation, the growth rate of the little shark was faster than the bones he had cultivated.

It took Bai Gu a lot of time to develop the skills of steel and iron bones. However, humans are made of flesh, and even if they practice physical fitness, they cannot ignore objective laws.

The mind's eye is an exercise in insight and does not require high physical fitness. The little shark is expected to quickly develop the mind's eye and embark on the path of a gapper.

Looking back, Simon said to the full-time alchemist beside him:

"Mr. Wim, this is the Spell-Wounded Warrior in our team, how do you feel?"

"The fighting techniques seem too immature, Mr. Simon."

Mr. Wim is the alchemist with the best basic skills in this full-time job selection. With 499 health recovery potions, he won the first place in the selection.

At this moment, he stood next to Simon, looking at the thin figure outside the window, fighting with another well-trained female warrior.

"Then let's take a look." After Simon finished speaking, he also invited Bai Tang, Roy and the other two trainee alchemists to come and take a look.

"Okay." Wim said calmly and looked seriously.

Time passed minute by minute.

Little Shark's battles are far from organized, but with each battle, her movements become more and more concise, the redundant movements of fencing gradually become less, and her combat efficiency improves.

Especially at certain moments, the occasional flash of inspiration is really due to good luck and cannot happen frequently.

But after he stood here and watched for ten rounds in a row, he found that he was wrong. There were more and more ideas for sword movement in these flashes of inspiration, and her growth was visible to the naked eye.

Although the little shark was not very powerful, at this moment, Mr. Wim saw something.

"This is a natural fighting seed, Mr. Simon. Congratulations on adding another general to your adventure group." He congratulated.

"It's our adventure group." Simon corrected.

Wim was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily and said, "Yes, that's right, it's our adventure group."

Wim has been to many adventure groups and has met more group leaders than he can count on his hands.
To be continued...